Book Title: The Undisciplined Bride
Author: Ginger Voight
Release date: October 1, 2013
Book Summary:
Throughout her 23 years, Peyton Prescott was used to running the show. That went into overdrive the minute she agreed to become a bride. Born into an affluent Southern family, she was expected to fulfill her social obligation to marry well, and found that unsuspecting groom in her pushover fiancé, Leland Goodreau. He, like the rest of her family, catered to her every whim to keep her happy, and she predicted a satisfactory, if not boring, existence as his missus. In fact, the only real human to stand up to this bridezilla from hell is Mateo Bravo, one of the chefs she considers to cater the blessed event. Sparks fly the minute they meet and out of sheer defiance, she hires Mateo and his sister Naomi for every social gathering in the remaining months until she marries. Mateo, unlike any other man she's ever met, doesn't put up with Peyton’s behavior. With a masculine energy that she finds alluring and exciting, he turns her entitled existence upside down by showing her she's not always the boss. No one is more surprised than she is when she finds out that she kind of likes it. Peyton decides to seduce, and then dump, the middle-class cook, just to get him out from under her skin. Instead she finds out that there are a few things in life even the great Peyton Prescott can’t plan.
About Ginger:
Ginger Voight is prolific author, freelance writer and optioned screenwriter. Her fiction is diverse, with novels like the edgy, coming-of-age drama DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS, and the fun family adventure for kids of all ages, COMIC SQUAD. Having grown up reading different authors like Danielle Steel and Stephen King, Ginger has always been drawn more to story than to genre. This shows up in her various stories. Titles such as MY IMMORTAL and TASTE OF BLOOD are a delicious, heady mix of horror, suspense, and romance. Genre romance, however, has held a special place in her heart, ever since she read her first Harlequin novel when she was only eleven. As a result, Ginger is making a name for herself writing romances of her own, starring women who look more like the average American woman rather than those traditionally represented in the size-biased American media. Her Rubenesque romances were created especially for those heroines with fuller figures, who can still get the man of their dreams if only they believe they can. Such titles include UNDER TEXAS SKIES, LOVE PLUS ONE, THE GROUPIE TRILOGY, THE FIERCE TRILOGY and PICTURE POSTCARDS. Ginger was included in the best-selling book by Smith Magazine NOT QUITE WHAT I WAS PLANNING, featuring her six-word memoir.
Ginger Voight is prolific author, freelance writer and optioned screenwriter. Her fiction is diverse, with novels like the edgy, coming-of-age drama DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS, and the fun family adventure for kids of all ages, COMIC SQUAD. Having grown up reading different authors like Danielle Steel and Stephen King, Ginger has always been drawn more to story than to genre. This shows up in her various stories. Titles such as MY IMMORTAL and TASTE OF BLOOD are a delicious, heady mix of horror, suspense, and romance. Genre romance, however, has held a special place in her heart, ever since she read her first Harlequin novel when she was only eleven. As a result, Ginger is making a name for herself writing romances of her own, starring women who look more like the average American woman rather than those traditionally represented in the size-biased American media. Her Rubenesque romances were created especially for those heroines with fuller figures, who can still get the man of their dreams if only they believe they can. Such titles include UNDER TEXAS SKIES, LOVE PLUS ONE, THE GROUPIE TRILOGY, THE FIERCE TRILOGY and PICTURE POSTCARDS. Ginger was included in the best-selling book by Smith Magazine NOT QUITE WHAT I WAS PLANNING, featuring her six-word memoir.
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An Excerpt from The Undisciplined Bride:
Mateo
watched her from where he sat. He didn’t even move. She rinsed her plate and
put it in the dishwasher, then took her time washing out the crystal wine glass
before she dried it and put it back in the cabinet. When she returned to the
table she took his empty plate from in front of him, stalked back to the
kitchen to rinse it and put it in the dishwasher as well.
He
still hadn’t said anything by the time she returned, this time reaching for his
half-empty cup of tea. Before she could touch it, his strong hand circled her
wrist. “I’m not done,” he said in low voice that reverberated off her
overwrought nerves. It only got worse when she tried to pull away and he
refused to let her go. Instead he rose to tower over her, her tiny wrist still
gripped in his fingers.
“What
are you doing?” she breathed as she looked into those dark, ominous eyes.
“I
said,” he repeated softly, slowly and hypnotically, “I’m not done.”
He
curled his free hand around the back of her neck, lifting her up the rigid
landscape of his body until their lips met in a tantalizing kiss. His full
mouth opened over hers, toying with her lips until her head tilted back and she
gasped with joy. His tongue mingled with hers and she had to grip his shoulder
with her other hand to keep standing.
She
gave herself over to his kiss as she pressed herself into his body. He indulged
her for seconds only before he released her, thrust her away and stalked toward
her front door. “Next week,” he tossed over his shoulder before the door
slammed.
She
slumped down into the chair he had vacated. The longer she stared at the amber
liquid in his cup, the more frustrated she grew. With a primal scream she
hurled the cup across the room, where it shattered against the wall.
The
text alert chimed from her phone on the coffee table. She stomped over to
retrieve it. Her breath caught when she saw Mateo’s name on the alert. “Don’t touch yourself, Princess,” it
read. “Wait for your teacher.”
She
thought about sending a dozen replies, all with the same “fuck you” sentiment
she was feeling right at that moment. But then she thought about the kiss, one
that had singed her down to her toes. She could only imagine what his hands,
his mouth… his body would do to hers. With shaking fingers she texted back, “Yes, sir.”
He
had complete control. And it was hot as hell.
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